Soon my little "Box" will be on countless TVs around the world. Feeding me, credit card numbers, bank codes, sexual fantasies, and little white lies. Into my head they'll go. Victory is inevitable.The Riddler
[Two-Face and the Riddler enter Wayne Manor]
The Riddler: Search-and-capture...
Two-Face: [sighs, to his thugs] No killing.
[Riddler leans in]
The Riddler: That goes *double* for you.
Robin: I can't promise I won't kill Harvey.
Batman: A man's got to go his own way. A friend taught me that.
Robin: Not just a friend.
[extends his hand]
Batman: A partner.
Two-Face: You have broken into our hideout. You have violated the sanctity of our lair. For this we should crush your bones into POWDER. However, you do pose a very interesting proposition: therefore, heads, we accept, and tails, we blow your damned head off!
[Dick tries to open a door in Wayne Manor, but it won't budge]
Alfred Pennyworth: May I help you, Master Grayson?
Dick Grayson: How come this is the only locked door in this museum? What do you have back here?
Alfred Pennyworth: Master Wayne's dead wives. The silver closet on your way.
Alfred Pennyworth: Master Bruce. Master Bruce. How are you, young man?
Bruce Wayne: You haven't called me that for a long time.
Alfred Pennyworth: Old habits die hard. Are you all right?
Bruce Wayne: Where's Chase?
Alfred Pennyworth: I'm afraid they've already taken Dr. Meridian. Master Dick has run away. The cave has been destroyed. And there is another riddle.
Alfred Pennyworth: I'm sorry to bother you, sir. But I have some rather distressing news about Master Dick.
Bruce Wayne: What? Is he all right?
Alfred Pennyworth: I'm afraid Master Dick has, uhm, gone traveling.
Bruce Wayne: He ran away?
Alfred Pennyworth: Actually, he took the car.
Bruce Wayne: He boosted the Jag?
Alfred Pennyworth: No, sir. Not the Jaguar. The other car.
Bruce Wayne: The Bentley?
Alfred Pennyworth: No, sir! The *other car*.
I guess we're all two people.Batman
YOU SUNK MY BATTLE SHIP!The Riddler
The Riddler: Why? Why can't I kill you? Too many questions. Too many questions.
Batman: Poor Edward. I had to save them both. You see, I'm both Bruce Wayne and Batman, not because I have to be, now, because I choose to be.
This is your brain on the box. This is my brain on the box. Does anybody else feel like a fried egg?The Riddler
Let's see if you bleed green.Two-Face